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Feathers of coal black,Eyes with a glinting stare.
Talons prepared to attack,
Upon its’ prey cold without care.
Bringer of dreaded death,
I’ll stare into your soul.
As you gasp your last breath,
Whilst I’m perched upon this pole.
I am the opposite of light,
But I’m known as the raven by sight.